My personal ghost - Simon 'Ghost' Riley

. 14

Soap kept talking over our radio, i knew we couldn't ignore him now. It's selfish to want to, but i finally getting somewhere to Ghost. Somewhere especially physical.

"Soap- this is Ghost how copy?" Ghost eventually responded to Soap on his walkie.

While he talked to Soap he rested a hand on my thigh, the same one he used to coax an orgasm out of me. He and Soap for a minute, apparently he was injured and roaming the streets, where all the Shadows were. He told Soap our location and agreed to meet outside the church. Soap and Ghost then stopped talking.

Ghosts eyes met mine, i was still sitting on his lap.

"So no round 2?" I joked, a pinge of sadness in my voice.

"Guess not." Ghost replied, taking his hand off my thigh and adjusting his balaclava so it went under his shirt again.

"Damn.." I whispered. "For a second i actually thought i was about to have sex in a church."

I could tell Ghost wanted to laugh by the look in his eyes, but he held it in. I decided to get off his lap and put my pants back on. I fumbled with my zipper as i noticed Ghost buttoning his jeans, still sitting on the floor. He got up afterwards, grabbing his gun off the ground next to him and putting it back in its holster.

I watched him, seeing if he'd say anything next.  He just fingered in a church for fuck sakes, he cant just act like that didn't happen.

"You're staring again." Ghosts voice caught me off guard.

"Don't act like you don't do the same." I crossed my arms and waited before i spoke again. "What're you thinking, Ghost?"

"What do you mean?"

I scoffed. "Is it possible to be anyone straight forward than that? What's going through your head." I stepped closer to him, only a few inches away.

I tilted my head up to meet his gaze.

"I need to get you out of here." He said. "It's not safe. That's what i'm thinking."

"That's all?"

"For now."

I huffed and turned away from him. I wanted him to say something more.

"I enjoyed it, okay." I turned back around to face Ghost when he spoke. "I.. liked it." Ghost grabbed my hand in between his words.

I stared at his big hands as they cupped mine. He seemed hesitant as he touched me. I thought for a moment before i looked back up at him.

"I did too."

We stood like that for a few minutes until Ghost let go. He started to walk towards the window we came in from.

"Soap's on his way, we have to move now." He always talked formally, i wondered if he'd ever stop.

Just on cue, Ghost pried open the window just as gunshots started to echo down the street.

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ik no one like's campaign being heavy in the storyline so i'm trying to lay off of it a little, it's just what i use to format the story. and keep it accurate 🥲

anyways, thinking about making a separate book for just one shots about ghosts. like fluff and some smut🫣im having like crazy writers break rn because of all of my classes so lmk if anyone would like that